D'artagnan, My Friend, Thou Art Brave, Thou

That Is A Dream Also; Only He Has Remained Asleep, While You Have Awakened; And Who Knows Which Of You Is The Most Fortunate?

In Love, Writing Is Dangerous, Not To Mention Pointless.

Dantes Passed Through All The Stages Of Torture Natural To Prisoners In Suspense. He Was Sustained At First By That Pride Of Conscious Innocence Which Is The Sequence To Hope; Then He Began To Doubt His Own Innocence, Which Justified In Some Measure The Governor's Belief In His Mental Alienation; And Then, Relaxing His Sentiment Of Pride, He Addressed His Supplications, Not To God, But To Man. God Is Always The Last Resource. Unfortunates, Who Ought To Begin With God, Do Not Have Any Hope In Him Till They Have Exhausted All Other Means Of Deliverance.

It Was Like The Eve Of A Battle; The Hearts Beat, The Eyes Laughed, And They Felft That The Life They Were Perhaps Going To Lose, Was After All, A Good Thing.

The Difference Between Treason And Patriotism Is Only A Matter Of Dates.